Roleplay from Lucivar SaDiablo (9 hours, 18 minutes ago)
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Lucivar stood atop the tallest hill in Lukon standing next to the hated one known as the Priest Silks. She had a beauty to her but her foulness would no longer taint the land of Lukon.
He stared proudly at his invention, something he commissioned just for a Priest of Shadowism. Lucivar looks at Silks and says "For your crimes and actions against Lukon, you are sentenced to death. Your death will not be a quick death as I have devised something just for your type. You will be the first and last to fall to this device as each execution I do must be unique."
Those that would watch would see Silks strapped to a table around a rather large constructions of wood, stone, and metal. There were various weights and pulleys and a cylinder object that dominated the device. Around the cage, there are men standing next to fires with hot boiling pit and the Dungeon Master standing at the controls of the device and the cage itself sits on a floor of wood.
Lucivar nods to his dungeon master and says "Let the execution commence, start the Shadow Games!' He watches as the device starts to move and after a few moments the cylinder stops and cast as shadow over the right hand of Silks. He smiles as a large stone comes crashing down and mashes the hand into a pancake. Saying "Simple is it not dear Silks, your death is by Shadows"
With a nod of his head, the cylinder moves around randomly till it stops at the left foot of Silks and all is heard is a whoosh and her foot falls to the ground. Lucivar says "Pitch, seal that wound, she does not die till the end"
The device continues to work slowly smashing, crushing, cutting, slicing, and dicing Silks till nothing remains but a battered torso and her head. At this point the men around the device walk to Silks and proceed to stab meat hooks through her shoulders. The dungeon master hits the last button and the remaining straps come off Silks and she raises into the air.
Lucivar walks up to her and without any remorse silts her throat with his knife then cuts open the spots where her arms and legs used to be. He stands in front of her till all her blood has dripped out. Satisfied, he turns his back and steps back on to the ground. With a nod, the final act for Silks occurs as the wooden floor crumbles and the device and Silks fall deep into the ground. The men that had handled the boiling pitch quickly move forward and begin to topple the pitch over. The darkness descends and the hill is alight with fire and brightness and all Lucivar can think is, justice as Silks can no longer find the shadows....
